The Fuzzy Pieces

A shallow bucket that's infinitely deep--
Half-full--
Half-empty--

It's all about perception,

And the senses

And how one feels.

It's always about how one feels.

The volition one follows,

Or the disgust one abhors,

And all the little Fuzzy Pieces in between.

It's always about the in-between.

And the Fuzzy Pieces.

We are the Fuzzy Pieces.